For the first time ever

 I feel like my words aren't wasted 

I wanna share all of my inner workings with you 

I want to lay bare all my hidden desire 

Crack open my emotional armour 

And allow you in 

I want to drown in your words as they carress pl every curve of my mind 

I no longer want to distort the pictures you create in my mind 

The warmth you place in my heart  

The devilment you entice in this spirit 

I want to lay down with you 

Watch the clouds go by 

And be still 

A silence where only two heartbeats echo 

Calling each other home

 Wow 

Another Goodnight- Morning!

I love sharing those with you 

I don't feel the need for sleep 

Just this deep unending thirst to know 

All your stories 

Your lines 

Your history 

All the large and small events that led you here 

Lying next to me 

But not next to me 

On the right 

To my left 

Fate? 

I think 

I hope so 

We will see x 

 Don't say those words to me

Don't drop feed this hunger

Then walk away from my table 

Don't paint pictures 

Share words 

Promises 

Then erase them 

With a smile 

Don't tip toe decadently through my twisted thoughts 

Don't go there 

Don't linger a little too long 

Don't give in 

Not yet 

Step back 

Breathe 

And start all over 

At the beginning 

From the start 

When words were playful 

And without meaning or design 

Without desire or need 

Without want 

Fuck please,

Without want 

Strip back everything 

Naked apparitions spiralling through me 

Bodies without faces 

Words without lips 

Promises without feeling 

Uncomplicate this soul 

Just breathe into me 

Unto me 

Over me

 God how your lines draw me in 

I've never been so affected 

So delighted 

And enticed into silence 

I am moved each time you share yourself 

Your thoughts 

Your soul 

Your design

I've only questioned once your truth 

But I have no need anymore 

I feel how your thoughts flow 

How they twist into poetry at my feet 

From your tongue 

Sweet sonnets of honesty rest upon my tortured skin 

Whispered promises, hushed by my doubting ears 

Cradle this questioning heart 

Are those words mine?

For Me? 

Freely given 

Without need for payment or reproach

Where have you been?

You sweet lamenting soul of a man 

Cover me with your unchaste emotion 

Drown me in endless conversation of future things

Take of this hand 

And show me 

Guide me 

Lead me 

Just show me

I'm Missing You

 Crazy I know 

What the actual fuck!

I miss the smile in your voice 

Your damn argumentative chat 

Your crazy lines 

Your endless stories

Your cunty nature x

It's been days 

Just hours of knowing you 

But I really know YOU 

Cos you've allowed me to 

And I'm humbled by that 

I'm scared and excited in equal measure 

But i want to know more  

I want to know your scent 

How you feel skin on skin 

How your tongue dances in my mouth 

How your hands feel against my thigh 

I want to feel your whispers on my neck 

And you growl in my ear 

I want to hear you say 

"Sugar,  I want to kiss you!" 

But most of all I want you to wake...

Be 100% 

And blow my damn phone up 

Cos your missing me too ....

I see you

From one lost kid to another,

I'll hold your hand in the dark 

I'll help you shed that cloak you wear 

The one that shields all the pain and emptiness 

From unsaid words and empty thoughts 

To a safe haven 

Arms that are always open

A heart that always wishes you well 

An ear that never grows weary of all the hurt, the anger and guilt 

A voice that calms your spirit 

And sates your soul  

Eyes that will always speak the truth 

Honesty first and foremost 

A hand that fits yours 

Comfortably 

Instinctively 

And is given freely 

Without note or need for recompense 

Lean into me 

Trust my word 

Friendship is a given 

Anything else 

A fuckin bonus!

 

Two worlds

Roped together,

By chance,

By fate?

History, seemingly irrelevant 

As we coil around each others thoughts.

Pushing ever closer to touch

To feelings

And unchaste emotion.

A knowing,

As in a mirrored version of oneself,

Familiarity,

And yet all the excitement of this outside chance.

Minutes slip into hours,

Into days.

And yet there is noticeably no recognition of  discussion,

Or at least no defining detail.

Where do these moments go, 

How do they slide by without consequence?

Are we time blind....

What is it that has us bewitched into stretching the intervals of measurement?

What clock now defines our days?

I wait for your word,

As my lips give over to unsophisticated wonderment 

I trip over my expression in your company.

Naive,

As in years before,

All of this unfamiliar to my crushed soul.

Your touch,

So tempting,

Warm

And beguiling.

And yet,

So inaccessible,

For now.